When Sha Xiong talks about his mother, he thinks of the woman who occasionally brings some fruit and biscuits, and every time we meet, she doesn't talk to them much, just ask how she is studying and how she eats at home, like a relative who comes to visit the door. After she left, Shaxiong had a few more days to eat less. The days of eating more snacks, but he doesn't like to eat snacks very much, he has been like this since he was a child, he likes toy guns, he likes car models, but the woman never brought him, she never asked him what he liked, and Shaxiong naturally didn't say, he was only three years old when his mother left them, he didn't cry to find his mother, he was very well-behaved from the first day, his brother secretly cried, he didn't eat or go to school for two weeks, he had to find his mother, and finally let his father clean up, but he didn't remember these things。

"Then you're good, my mother quarrels with me all day long at home, I can't do anything, except for homework is not right, tell me whenever there is something, what if I can't get into high school in the future, what to do with this university, babbling endlessly, I sometimes can't stand it and tell my mother that it's okay if you beat me, I'll beg you to recite the scriptures in front of me, she doesn't fight, just talk to me about this nonsense. Bai Xiaojun thought of his own mother, standing in front of him with an apron and chattering every day, he felt uncomfortable when he thought of such a picture, he knew that there was no hope for him to study, but he couldn't tell his mother. Every time he was in a hurry, he told his mother that he wasn't the material for studying, but his mother just didn't listen, saying that people can, why can't you, or you don't work hard, he really has no choice, every time he goes out to say a few words to other children, she will quickly call him back, he is really tired of.

Qu Mo just listened silently when they said this, he also thought of his parents, but he would only think about it silently in his heart, and would not tell others that his village and his home were just his own world, and others would not know, and they would not want to know.

When Sha Xiong came home, his father was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he saw him enter the house, he raised his eyelids slightly, and Sha Xiong didn't say anything and went straight back to his room, originally he lived with his brother, but after his brother left as a soldier, he was the only one left. His room is also relatively simple, there is a cabinet, a square table, a double bed, and there is a mirror about the same height as him on the cabinet, he looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that his forehead and face were hot on the way, and he didn't know if it was swollen, but fortunately, it was not heavy, and he couldn't see obvious changes, or it was not good for Xu Tingting to see him swollen like a pig's head. When he fought with those grandsons today, he really let go, fuck, a few bad high school people came to play music with him, Lao Tzu has been fighting with people since he was a child, except for who his brother was afraid of, he did junior high school in the sixth grade of primary school, originally he also wanted to catch up with Wang Hu and they had to find out the grandchildren, not the second middle school or the eighth middle school, but on the way back, Xu Tingting told him not to fight anymore, good words and good words for a long time, and along the way she also took the initiative to reach out to him to let him lead, then Bai Xiaojun and Qu Mo had already left, only the two of them were left, it was dark again, and the people on the road couldn't see them, so he just walked back holding hands, Xu Tingting sent him home, and begged him again before leaving, but he couldn't help but agree, so Sha Xiong just thought about it, he didn't remember exactly what the group looked like, and it was probably not easy to find.

Early the next morning, after early self-study, he went to the twenty-second class to find his iron buddy Wang Hu, Wang Hu and he were classmates in elementary school, and they had a good relationship since childhood, and the two of them always fought together in the fourth elementary school, Sha Xiong shook his head at the door, Wang Hu knew, and ran out upside down,

"What's wrong, tell me something, I'm copying the homework of the old class!"

"Copy a ball, Lao Tzu will let people play!"

"No, who would dare to beat you in our school!"

"It's not from our school, it's from high school, you see you hit me in the face,"

"I see, nothing has changed, where is the fight?"

"My day, you can't see this, you look here and here—" Sha Xiong pointed to his eyes, "Here let me beat two hammers, and this," he rolled up his sleeves again for Wang Hu to see, "You're not there, fuck, there are five or six of those people, Lao Tzu beat two and two, and beat those two grandsons so that they didn't dare to get close......"

"That's you who beat someone, so do you want to find someone to take revenge?"

"I don't think those people are coming to me!"

"It's strange if you dare, if you dare to come to our school, you will pour his brain!"

Wang Hu's tone was full of confidence, so he changed the topic again, "By the way, what happened to the letter you sent to Miao Yi last time?"

"What's the matter, I tore it without looking at it. Sha Xiong smiled sarcastically, "It's not a problem, many people are chasing her." ”

"Who is still chasing her, Lao Tzu has abolished all their martial arts!"

"Haha, go ahead, I only know six or seven, and there are junior high school students, you dare to beat people?"

"Who's it, it's a thunderbolt?"

"Qiu Mule, do you recognize it?"

"Oh, I know, he's a ball! Han San's little brother, I don't know, you know what Han San did, two years ago, shoveling stones on the construction site!"

"Let's go, this is the old class. "The class bell has already rang, fortunately the classrooms of their two classes are close to each other, but the class teacher's lounge is also on this floor, and when Sha Xiong ran to the door, he glanced back, and Teacher Liu was walking towards this side with a textbook.

"We won't open new classes in the past two weeks, because the mid-term exam is approaching, review the previous one, this exam school will do a school-wide ranking statistics, I tell you in advance, if you are ranked in the last 200 in the school, I have to tell you something, although our class is not the best in the school, but it is also the first echelon, why the whole school is a thousand more than a thousand people If you get to the last 200, it is estimated that you will not be able to get into high school in the future, then I will suggest to your parents to quit the class and repeat it, this is also for your good, isn't it!"

Wang Nan became nervous when she heard what the head teacher said, although his grades were relatively poor, and he would not reach the last 200, but when she heard the head teacher say that she would talk to her parents if she did poorly, she couldn't help but think that she might fail the exam, in the last final exam, her grades regressed, and she scored sixty points in mathematics, but the total score of the paper has become 120, and she didn't dare to tell her mother when she went home, it is estimated that her mother doesn't know it yet, and there are fewer opportunities for him to study with Qu Mo this semester, although she can still ask Wang Zhi, Wang Zhi's mathematics and Chinese are also good, but after all, it is not as convenient as discussing with Qu Mo before。